"Where are those sheep?" Zhang Qiaomei asked.

"We separated the sheep that had symptoms from the normal sheep and urged them to keep warm. We had to wait for Zhao Zheng to bring people over." Lu Mingzheng said.

"Comrade Zhao is coming here? What's the weather like?" Zhu Xiaomin was surprised.

Lu Mingzheng nodded: "I sent a telegram back in town just now. He will receive it tomorrow. I hope the snow will stop."

In such a snowy day, not to mention driving on mountain roads, even flat roads will be dangerous.

Zhu Xiaomin shook his head slightly and stopped talking. Seeing that the side dishes in the mutton soup had been cooked, a large bowl was given to each of several people.

After the hot mutton soup entered their mouths, all five of them felt alive and let out a long breath.

Miao Shiwen said: "Since we won't pick up the lamb, we have to call Xudong and the others back."

Although there are several rooms in the base and there is no shortage of firewood, there are no beddings.

"I'll go." Xing Qingsheng warmed his hands on the stove, turned around and walked out.

"The road is not easy to walk. Let's ask a few people to go together." Xie Chengzhi said immediately.

Yang Aijun and He Wenhua had already followed behind.

When everyone came back, it was already mid-afternoon. Chen Xudong rubbed his hands and said, "The snow is too heavy. There is too much snow on the sheep shed and chicken coop. We did some cleaning on the way."

He Wenhua said: "I have checked and everything is normal with our sheep."

Everyone nodded and started adding ingredients to the mutton soup for these two groups.

The Third Brigade couldn't get involved in the affairs for the time being. Everyone waited until it got dark, cooked something to eat, and then went back to their dormitories.

Zhu Xiaomin followed Lu Mingzheng back to the new house. Seeing him frowning, obviously still angry, she persuaded him: "We have tried our best, you don't have to take it to heart."

Lu Mingzheng shook his head: "Our country is still poor. Do you know how much support is needed for those two hundred lambs? Originally Zhao Zheng refused to pass them, but they went to the commune and the county to beg for nothing. I wanted to kill a hundred of them, but I ended up like this.”

Zhu Xiaomin nodded: "I know, but now I can only wait for Comrade Zhao to come over. What's the use of being angry?"

Lu Mingzheng was silent for a while and said in a deep voice: "I will write the materials immediately and send them directly to the city when I go back to readjust the regulations for the breeding pilot."

Zhu Xiaomin nodded: "Well, at least we have to see the sheep shed built."

While the two were talking, they heard two taps on the door, followed by Luo Tingyuan's voice: "Lu Zhiqing, Zhu Zhiqing, can I come in?"

"Mr. Luo." Lu Mingzheng got up and went to open the door. He saw Luo Tingyuan standing outside the door alone and hurriedly let him in.

Luo Tingyuan entered the house and did not go inside. He just stopped by the stove and asked worriedly: "Lu Zhiqing, I... I want to know, how is Lao Chen?"

"Old Chen?" Lu Mingzheng asked back, understanding after asking, "That veterinarian?" Seeing him nod, he replied, "You were injured, and maybe you caught the wind and cold, so you have a fever."

Luo Tingyuan sighed: "Old Chen is a good man. He was not a veterinarian originally. He only knew some first aid. Because the third brigade raised many animals, he slowly figured out some methods of treating animals on his own."

"Not a veterinarian?" Zhu Xiaomin was surprised, "Then...who is he? Is he also from the city?"

Luo Tingyuan shook his head: "He was originally a soldier or a special force, but he was injured later and came back. His family belonged to the Third Brigade. But in the most difficult years, his family was gone, and he was the only one left. one person."

That's why I was bullied.

Lu Mingzheng nodded and tried to ask: "What does Mr. Luo want us to do?"

Luo Tingyuan hesitated for a while and had to say: "I don't know, I just want to talk to you, maybe I can take care of you to some extent."

Lu Mingzheng was silent for a while and nodded: "I understand."

Luo Tingyuan did not stop, nodded slightly to the two of them, quickly went out, crossed the yard and returned to his room.

The two people looked at each other, and Zhu Xiaomin whispered: "We have to think of a solution for this person."

Luo Tingyuan knew his situation and would not ask for help easily, let alone hurt others. Even when he was about to be taken away by Qian Yuanfei, he hinted that she didn't have to worry about it anymore.

Now, if he opens his mouth for Lao Chen, he can know two things.

1. He absolutely believed in this old Chen’s character.

Second, as Lao Chen, no one will be affected if he helps him.

Another point is that Zhu Xiaomin is also sure that a person who would lend a helping hand to Luo Tingyuan in such a situation would never ignore right and wrong.

Lu Mingzheng thought about it and nodded: "Leave this matter to me."

Zhu Xiaomin looked at him and saw the determination in his eyes, and couldn't help but ask: "This is a person from the third brigade, what can you do?"

If he was cured just this time, he would still be bullied again when he returned to the Third Brigade. But although Lu Mingzheng didn't agree directly just now, he was obviously ready to intervene.

Lu Mingzheng smiled: "Ordinary members can't, but he is a veteran, so he should be able to."

Thinking of his family, Zhu Xiaomin nodded and stopped asking.

In the next few days, without seeing Zhao Zheng coming, Lu Mingzheng and Xie Chengzhi went back to the town again. Seeing that Lao Chen's fever had gone away, but his injuries from the beating had not healed, they went to a fellow villager's house and gave him some money. Leave Lao Chen to stay and recuperate.

In the blink of an eye, New Year's Eve arrived, and there was a lot of excitement inside and outside the educated youth spot. Apart from the female educated youth studying the dishes, the male educated youth began to toss in writing couplets.

Lu Mingzheng, Xie Chengzhi and Chen Xudong could not escape. Each wrote several couplets. Luo Tingyuan was pushed out by everyone, so he had to give it a try. Although it was a commonly used slogan couplet, it was just a matter of watching his writing. , has won everyone's applause.

The New Year's Eve dinner was more sumptuous than the wedding banquet of Lu Mingzheng and Zhu Xiaomin a few days ago, and naturally the New Year's Eve dumplings were included once a year.

This year, we not only got pork, but also mutton from a sheep we bought. Zhu Xiaomin carefully mixed two kinds of meat fillings. Everyone worked together, kneading the dough, stirring the stuffing, rolling out the dough, and divided the labor.

Luo Ye had never eaten dumplings before. Seeing the curtains with dumplings neatly placed on the table in the courtyard, he felt indescribable joy and was not afraid of the cold. He squatted in the courtyard and counted them one by one, lying sideways. After counting, count vertically again.

Zhu Xiaomin took two pieces of White Rabbit toffee before coaxing her back, and sat beside the stove to warm herself up.

Luo Tingyuan didn't know how to make dumplings, but he was surprisingly good at kneading dough. Zhu Xiaomin was indescribably surprised when he saw his long hands kneading the dough until it was smooth without even a drop of dough sticking to the basin.

Luo Tingyuan said with a smile: "When I was living abroad, I was not used to eating foreign food, so I learned to cook it myself. The most common thing I did was boil noodles or steam steamed buns."

Zhu Xiaomin smiled: "Why don't you learn to make dumplings?"

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